Andrew David Dalby

(17th Of March 1967 / Brighton East Sussex United kingdom)

This Entreaty is mine


Entreaties mine
Through faults line dominion
she mocks;
and
Like a mad fool king,
With deep aching rage I stand;
Fighting for the right to be loved.
Is it so unfair a thing that I ask?
Is love... love... pure selfless love,
Nothing more than an aching
need within me?
Or am I like the delicate angel,
Who sings of the sweet and gentle
Lord's caress,
Yet is nothing other than an echo,
From a dry and dusty hymnal,
Thrown to the floor,
On a mid september morn...

No I say!
And No again!
For I am more than that...
I am created,
Born out of desire,
need,
longing....
Thrust into life,
I scream my own precious melody
for all the world to hear...
and
In doing so,
Feel deep satisfaction,
in her tender loving kiss.

Submitted: Thursday, March 21, 2013

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